7 January 2009, 12:57 pm
I just had a really scary dream and i want to know what it means. Its kinda long but it all fealt so real. So i was running in north portland, though a neighborhood, and i knew i was being chased. And i knew it was an old lady chasing me and i knew it was Kathy, my old foster mother. Except she didnt look anything like Kathy. So i was running away, and i dont rember exact details but i remember that my best friend, jillian, her dad had come to pick me up, to go to her house. And my other best friend was in the back seat. I hopped in and i told them about kathy and how she was trying to kidnap me. And then Alan, Jill's dad, said it would be fine, i would be safe at his house. So we got onto the freeway to go to her house [[She lives in WA, i live in OR]] but then this old beat up brown car drove up behind us and started following us. I looked back to see who the driver was but it was dark and i could only see curly snow white hair and like these piercing blue eyes. And i knew it was kathy. So i ducked into the seat so she couldnt see me and Mad started to play with my hair and it felt so real and then i decided i should call the police but i was on hold for a really long time when the car swerved off the side of the road and into the emergency lane. I looked up and saw kathy glaring at me, walking on the side of the road towards our car. We drove away and i hung up, thinking i would never get connected anyway. Then this other old lady was at my window, and for some reason the window was down and she got in and grabbed me by my ankles. I flew to the other side of the seat and grabbed onto the handle above the window, mad was now in the trunk of the prias, trying to fight the old lady. Then kathy was in the backseat, pulling on me too. Then alan was, trying to fight them off, but they were some tough old ladies. And i had one hand holding the handle and with the other i was trying to call the police. But i was getting frustrated cuz it kept going into text message or i was typing in other numbers. Then the old ladies started taunting me, telling me i was stupid cuz i couldnt even call for help. Then i was crying and i was shouting and kicking them and i was starting to get really tired. The i finally connected and idk why but they werent in the car anymore and i couldnt see them. I was still in the spot i was in but it was dark outside and i was lone in the car. The lady on the other side of the phone had asked wat my emeregency was and iwas crying saying that mad and alan were dead and that she was coming for me. And i started to tell her details, like it was Kathy Blakeman that was coming for me and i was on the freeway going from portland to kelso and i described wat was around me sincei dont know the actuall street. Then i saw kathy coming up by the side of that car and she busted open the window and grabbed my ankles, trying to pull me out of the car. I screamed no and the lady on the phone said she was tracing my call. I put mu phone in my pocket so if she took me anywhere, i would still be able to get traced. And she was tugging on me and i was holding onto the handle when the window by my head broke open and the other old lady slit my thraot and i woke up. And when i woke up, i was on my side like i was in the dream and my ankles felt wierd, kinda like they were numb. And so did my hands and they were in tight fists. I know it was really long but i wanted to be descriptive Does anyone know wat this means? And i want seriouse answers please.. I grew up in north portland if it makes a difference..... Read More »
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